Неизвестный - 6. Justice For All

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“Well.” Catherine gave a pensive sigh. “That’s definitely aggressive.”

“I can’t sit on the sidelines, Catherine. I’m sorry.”

“No, I don’t suppose you can.”

“I just came from Ali’s office. She said—”

“What happened?” Catherine’s heart raced. “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well?”

“No, no. I’m fine. I just wanted Ali to take a look at me so she could clear me.”

Catherine blinked. “You voluntarily went to see Ali for an examination?”

“Sounds crazy, doesn’t it?” Rebecca shook her head. “Felt that way too.”

“What did she say?”

“She said I could work. And to be careful.”

Catherine moved closer on the sofa and laid her hand in the center of Rebecca’s chest. “I know you didn’t do it because you wanted permission.”

Rebecca laughed.

“Thank you,” Catherine whispered. She leaned closer and kissed Rebecca. “I know you must have hated that.”

“Not as much as I hate upsetting you.” Rebecca cradled Catherine’s head and kissed her back. “I’m sorry about all of this.”

“Don’t apologize. Just keep your promise to Ali and to me.”

Catherine closed her eyes. “Would you mind just staying here for a few more minutes?”

Rebecca rested her cheek against Catherine’s hair and held her tightly. “I’ll stay just as long as you want me to.”

v

“Hi, baby,” Sandy said as she breezed through the door of the two-room apartment. She dropped a shopping bag on the single chair, shed her jacket, and climbed onto the couch, pulling up her short skirt so she could straddle Dell’s lap. Then she wrapped her arms around Dell’s neck and kissed her, giving her a little bit of a lap dance while she dueled with her tongue. “Mmm, you taste good.”

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Dell clasped Sandy’s ass in both hands. A little bit of something covered an inch or so of the space between Sandy’s legs, but Dell didn’t think a scrap of satin that small could really be called panties. Otherwise, despite the cold, Sandy’s legs were bare. Dell got a mental picture of the wet spot she bet Sandy was leaving on her fly and was instantly totally stoked. She skimmed the cleft between Sandy’s legs with her fingertips and Sandy moaned, tilting her hips just enough so Dell could tease her from behind. Dell flicked one finger over the firm knot poking up against the soft satin and Sandy bit down on her tongue.

“Ow!” Dell jerked her head back and laughed despite the fact she’d been worrying about seeing Sandy all afternoon. “Jesus, what have you been doing? You’re so hot you’re going to shoot off like a rocket.”

“I met Michael for lunch and we went shopping,” Sandy whispered, licking her way around Dell’s ear. “It was so much fun.”

Dell dropped her head back, her mind going fuzzy for a second.

“Shopping turned you on?”

Sandy bit her earlobe. “No, blockhead. I kept thinking about dressing up for you, and then I imagined you taking everything off me.

Then I got horny.”

“So you want to give me a show?”

“Uh-uh.” Sandy dived in for another kiss. “Later. Now I want you to make me come.”

Dell massaged Sandy’s ass some more, encouraging her to keep circling in her lap. She wished to hell she’d known Sandy was gonna come home like this, because she would’ve been more prepared for her.

“If you give me a minute, I can give you something to really ride on.”

“Just play with me like you were doing. All I need is a little bit.”

Sandy nibbled on Dell’s lower lip and rubbed her breasts back and forth over Dell’s chest. “Come on, baby.”

“Okay, babe.” Dell cupped one of Sandy’s small firm breasts and rubbed the tight peak through the thin cotton tank with her thumb.

She watched Sandy’s eyes until they clouded and her lips parted in a soft, surprised oh, and then she edged two fingers between Sandy’s legs from behind and circled her clit. Sandy shuddered and gripped Dell’s shoulders. Dell tried to make it last, because she loved to watch Sandy’s face get all dreamy and the little frown line form between her

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eyes when she was getting ready to come, but Sandy was already there.

She gave one sharp cry and collapsed in Dell’s arms, her flesh pulsing sweetly beneath Dell’s palm.

“You’re so hot,” Dell whispered as she kissed Sandy’s neck.

“Mmm.” Sandy stretched and pulled one leg over Dell’s lap so she could curl up in her arms. She rested her head on Dell’s shoulder and rubbed Dell’s chest lazily. “You do me so nice.”

“Shopping, huh? We’re going to need bigger closets.”

Sandy circled Dell’s nipple with her fingernails, scratching lightly at the tight black T-shirt covering it. Dell took a sharp breath and Sandy smiled with satisfaction. “So I went to Michael’s office today. She said I could try the job for a little while. If I didn’t like it…” Sandy shrugged.

“No big deal.”

“Yeah?” The lump in Dell’s throat made her sound hoarse. Sandy’s teasing had her nerves jangling, but she wanted to talk. They needed to talk. “When are you going to start?”

“Monday, probably.” Sandy nibbled on the side of Dell’s neck.

“She said I don’t have to come in until ten in the morning.”

Dell’s brain was a little slow because most of her blood was hammering between her legs, but she finally put it together. She grasped Sandy’s hand and moved it away from her breast. “You’re going to try to do this job and still work for Frye? Why?” She couldn’t keep the edge out of her voice, and felt Sandy stiffen. “There’s no reason for you to be out on the streets anymore.”

“What did you expect?” Sandy sat up straight, her chin thrust out.

“Do you think I’m going to all of a sudden become someone else? Just because I’ve got some new clothes and a day job?”

“No, Jesus.” Dell clenched her hands by her sides as Sandy hopped off her lap and stalked across the room. “That’s not what I meant.”

Sandy picked up the bag of clothes, tossed it inside the tiny closet next to the door, and slammed it closed. Then she spun around, her arms folded beneath her breasts. “If you wanted a girlfriend you could take home to meet your family, you should have picked someone else.”

Dell jumped up. “I never said that, San.”

“Then why do you want me to take this job so much?”

“Because I want you to be safe,” Dell yelled. “Is that so hard to figure out?”

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“Hey!” Sandy yelled back. “Get over yourself, rookie. I never asked you to worry about me. And I sure as hell never asked you to look out for me.”

Before Dell could say anything else, Sandy yanked open the door and stormed out. The walls rattled as the door crashed shut.

Dell yanked her hand through her hair. “What the fuck was that?”

v

Sloan ignored the muted whir of the hydraulics as the elevator ascended. A few seconds later, a faint whoosh indicated the doors had opened, but she kept on scanning the data scrolling on three screens.

The click of heels on hardwood floors pierced her concentration and she spun on her chair. Michael was smiling as she wound her way through the labyrinth of desks and equipment.

“Hey,” Sloan rose, “what are you doing here?”

“Looking for a dinner partner.”

“Really? A little early, isn’t it?”

Laughing, Michael propped her briefcase in front of the bank of computer monitors and laced her arms around Sloan’s neck. Then she kissed her. “It’s after seven, love.”